Does that mean the world in the book isn't fake, but actually real?
"Ha, just hearsay!"
Just then.
Someone nearby suddenly sneered, "You people really jump at shadows."
"It's true that guy used the Heavenly Stream God Finger, but he did it before this book ever appeared."
"And the Yan Family printed Ever Night afterward."
"The truth is simple!"
That man, dressed in brocade robes with the air of a young master, declared arrogantly, "Only two possibilities: either this guy created the Heavenly Stream God Finger first, then wrote it into the novel."
"Or Yan Liuli admired him and had someone write it into the book."
"That's all there is to it!"
"Could that world really exist or not?"
The crowd fell silent.
Even those who most loved the idea of Ever Night's world being real.
Couldn't refute a single word.
"How amusing." Off to the side, Jiang Mu Ming watched the crowd bicker endlessly over Ever Night.
A faint smile tugged at his lips.
But then—did the world of Ever Night truly not exist?
The Nine Provinces were vast.
The world of a youth on a white horse was merely a corner of the Nine Provinces.
No one knew what lay beyond.
Perhaps this world wasn't as simple as it seemed!
Regardless.
The novel Ever Night had completely blown up, spreading like wildfire Under Heaven. Even the Yan Family's resources couldn't keep up with demand.
And with that came.
The system rewards ringing madly in Jiang Mu Ming's ears!
[Ding, Spreading the Way Across the World, reward: Divine Sword Wangshu!]
[Ding, Spreading the Way Across the World, reward: Destroy Heaven Sever Earth Sword Twenty-Three!]
[Ding, Spreading the Way Across the World, reward: Side-Effect-Free Kirin Blood!]
In an instant.
A surge of wild, demonic blood coursed through Jiang Mu Ming's entire body.
Bringing immense power.
But also a terrible, corrupting will that began to erode his mind—until, at the critical moment, a wave of cool clarity annihilated that evil intent.
Leaving only the power flowing endlessly from his blood!
Constantly strengthening Jiang Mu Ming's physique, soul, and true qi.
"Time to move on."
Jiang Mu Ming paid his bill and quietly left the tea house.
But behind him.
There was now a celestial sword, its entire body crystalline blue, glowing with a clear, autumn-water radiance—nothing like a mortal object.
Half a month later.
Beneath the walls of Tian Qi City, a youth in blue robes, carrying a long sword on his back.
Strolled leisurely into the city.
And atop the city wall, two pairs of eyes were fixed on this young man.
One gaze was sinister and venomous.
The other was curious and contemplative.
"A youth who suddenly emerged from the Southwest Dao, with no background, yet wielding peerless martial arts."
On the wall, a man wearing a massive mask.
Murmured to himself, "And very likely the one who wrote Ever Night."
"Who... are you?"
"I never thought that besides Li Changsheng, there would be someone in this world that the Hundred Information Hall doesn't know about!"
"How amusing, truly amusing!"
Standing atop the city wall was none other than a member of the famed Hundred Information Hall.
And on the other side.
A man in black robes, a cold smirk curling at his lips, mused inwardly, "First appearing in Southwest Dao, then in Gan Dong City."
"And both places saw earth-shattering events unfold."
"Now he's come to Tian Qi City—what exactly is his purpose..."
But just then.
The Blue-Robed Youth, having passed through the city gate and entered Tian Qi City, abruptly turned back.
With a sweep of his long sleeve, a surge of fierce energy erupted, sending both men flying backward.
"I am Jiang Mu Ming."
"I come only... to spread the Dao!"
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"Such formidable inner strength!"
Both the Hundred Information Hall and Shadow Sect members were startled.
A youth so young, yet possessing such inner power—to unleash a burst of energy across such a distance and knock both men off the city wall.
Didn't that prove that killing the two of them
would be as easy as raising a hand?
Fortunately, when they looked back toward the city, the Blue-Robed Youth had already vanished.
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